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Ron opened his eyes and sat up subconsciously.

The black cat that was originally lying on his chest slightly adjusted its figure in the air and landed firmly on the ground. It licked its mouth and let out a complaining cry.

There were sounds of insects chirping all around, and occasionally there were a few birds chirping.

There was no sea of ​​fire, no monsters, and no bodies everywhere.

Is it just a dream?

It turns out that I still remember it so well, I thought I almost forgot...

"What?" Aaron, who was sitting next to him, asked in a low voice, "You seemed to be having a nightmare just now."

Alice, who was sitting in front of the fire to warm herself up, also heard the movement and cast her eyes at them.

To say it was a nightmare was putting it mildly.

Just now, when everyone was sleeping soundly, Ron became restless for no reason.

Not only is the extraordinary aura surging, but it is also vaguely arousing the surrounding cult aura.

Who has such a loud nightmare?

If it hadn't been for Ruosiqia's identification, which confirmed that Ron was having a nightmare and not depraved, Aaron might have really considered whether to take action first.

However, according to the old man, the cult aura in Ron's body has also accumulated to a critical point, and it is possible to transform anytime and anywhere.

Even though Ron has received strict training from the Hanging Sword organization since he was a child, and his tolerance for the aura of cults is much higher than ordinary people, he has also experienced countless cult incidents.

Although the organization will also specialize in dispelling the cult atmosphere in his body, after all, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. What's more, he is now in Badibila...

In other words, Ron is now a powder keg that may explode at any time, and even Ruoskia cannot figure out when he will fall.

Sometimes, the fall is just a thought.

"Nightmare?" Ron hesitated and nodded, "Yeah, this is indeed a nightmare...it happened a long time ago..."

Sensing the owner's mood, the black cat silently jumped to his hand, lowered its head and rubbed his hand to express comfort.

Only then did Ron react. He looked around subconsciously, looked at Aaron and Alice, and showed an apologetic smile. "Sorry, maybe I disturbed you."

"It's okay, we're about to leave anyway..." Aaron waved his hand indifferently and looked up at the sky.

It should be the darkness before dawn at this time, and there was only the light of their fire in this vast forest.

Through the scattered leaves and branches, Aaron saw a gloomy sky.

However, he glanced at the black horse and black-armored knight not far away without revealing any trace, and felt a little strange in his heart.

What's going on with this black-armored knight? Why are you still following them?

In this unexpected incident, Pan Shen had already left with Isabella first, and Ikri disappeared long ago while others were not paying attention.

In the end, only the black-armored knight still followed them and followed them to Pan Shen Village.

In this incident, all the horses of Aaron and others were sacrificed. Even if a few lucky ones survived the catastrophe, their legs were broken and they could not follow them at all.

Since the horses had become a liability, they had to carry the supplies themselves in the end.

However, the good news is that at least the war horse has helped them go a long way.

At this time, we need to tidy up a little and wait for dawn to set off...

Ron was confused, but Aaron was busy asking Ruosiqia questions, Alice simply squatted in front of the fire to warm herself up, and the black-armored knight didn't even come close to communicate.

A few people stayed in this strange silence, slowly waiting for the passage of time.

Finally, Ron said hesitantly, as if talking to himself: "The aura of the cult, what exactly is it..."

"It might be nothing, Mr. Ron, or maybe, just maybe, it's a power." Aaron weighed the words as best he could.

"strength?"

"It is only responsible for provoking your desires, making you get lost in desires, and then finally surrender in desires..." Aaron simply copied what Ruosiqia said and simply translated it into Chinese.

"Does that mean that as long as there is no desire, the aura of the cult cannot exist?"

"Theoretically, that's the case, but..." Aaron couldn't help but shook his head.

Let humans have no desires?

No worldly desires?

How can this be……

"Desire..." Ron whispered.

He thought of his father, his mother, Uncle Tom, and...

Maybe what Aaron said was right, maybe what he said was wrong, but all this seemed to have nothing to do with him.

If only San Enibaldine could be found.

Thinking about it, he calmly touched the sword emblem on his collar, and a haze flashed through his heart.

The closer he got to Pan Shen Village, the more uneasy he became.

Even this uneasiness finally turned into a nightmare, causing him to once again recall the past that he had deliberately forgotten.

He knew that he was approaching his limit.

Looking at the behavior of Aaron and Alice, we knew that they were also wary of him.

Ron didn't blame him at all, and even pretended not to see the hatchet in Aaron's hand.

He knew that if it were him, he would probably do even better than Aaron.

But no matter what, he wanted to see San Eniboding once.

In other words, he was going to try to see San Enibaldine once.

Under the circumstances that he has deliberately delayed, if he hasn't run far yet...

Ron took a deep breath, feeling mixed emotions for a moment.

Even though he has experienced countless ups and downs, he still doesn't know what choice he should make at this moment.

He would rather see the remains of a sword badge, which would allow him to report the results to the organization and end the mission directly.

But for some reason, he felt that San Eniboding was not dead...

After all, if he really betrayed Kongxuan Sword, let alone needing him, Kongxuan Sword itself would kill him.

This is an iron law, and it is also a fact that countless depraved Hanging Sword investigators have proven with their blood.

Why did Sang come here?

But if he really found a way to avoid being killed by the Hanging Sword, could he really do it when he stood in front of him?

With his heart pounding, Ron sighed secretly.

Sang, did you really... betray the promise you made in front of the Hanging Sword?

"I will swear an oath to believe in my Lord and fulfill my duties faithfully. I will hang my sword in the air as a warning to the world. I will wield the sword in the name of the Algrant royal family and let the light of the griffon spread throughout Algrant. May the glory of the nobles never be stained again... …”

San, what on earth are you thinking about?

We are just a sword in the king's hand.

The sword, on the other hand, does not require thinking.

Of course, Ron didn't realize that he was making the same mistake as San.

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